Would find embodiment in plastic form.
Oh, for a prison where I could be free!
ON SEEING THE GARMENT STRIKERS MARCH
I see a hundred thousand marching by.
I also see as many, many millions
That are in spirit also marching by.
And lo! methinks this is but a rehearsal
For the Exodus from the Land of Bondage—
And I behold with my prophetic eyes
God’s chosen people crossing the Red Sea;